The yellow spring is rolling, and the turbid waves are surging. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rain is pouring down, like ink like a waterfall.

Jiang Ping, who was wearing a black scale tiger head ghost armor, looked cold, stood in the air, in all directions, the magic sound filled his ears, and the killing intent seemed to turn into substance.

Dao Dao Thunder attack, coming from the dark night, while being dodged by Jiang Ping, he also kept slashing and counterattacking.

But within a moment, Jiang Ping felt powerless and embarrassed.

At this time, the fierce color in Jiang Ping's eyes flashed.

At such an instant, the three-leaf and three-leaf Huangquan sword that Jiang Ping held tightly in his hand, representing the supreme authority of the Huangquan Jiedu Envoy, suddenly had a yellow brilliance, uncertain, and dazzling.

Where the halo of sword shadow flows, yellow and purple, like a dream, stunning and magnificent.

It was the power of the Three Lives and Three Worlds that the Three Lives Clover was constantly exuding.

The yellow and purple gas swirls and spins wildly.

But the rain that had not yet fallen in the land of a certain foot turned into a puff of black mist.

It was a rainy past life or a future life...... A mist of gloom.

This sword was fully stimulated by Jiang Ping's strong ghost aura, and it suddenly exerted the offensive power of the supreme ghost weapon to the extreme.

"Three lives and three lives, the other side of the Yellow Spring. ”

Seeing this, the Thousand-Faced Ancestor and the Yin Yang Dharma King, who were besieging non-stop, roared fiercely.

There was a clear difference in this poignant voice...... There is a slight hint of jealousy.

Because, until this moment.

This Huangquan Sword, which has the divine intent of killing the enemy's three lives, can be regarded as having the possibility of injuring the Immortal True Immortal.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping, whose shoulder was already injured, staggered, and his heart was even more hateful.

If he is still in the army of 100,000 at this moment, all the armies will obey. Under the swing of the long sword, Mo said that there were only two true immortal incarnations besieging him.

Even if he is a true immortal powerhouse, he doesn't want to hurt him in the slightest.

Yes, the Thousand-Faced Ancestor and the Yin and Yang Dharma King in front of him are just true immortal incarnations.

Immortals, there is a body outside the body.

Among the Three Realms, there are many powerful people above the realm of immortals, cultivating the second elemental god.

At the same time, with the help of treasures, the incarnation outside the body is the incarnation power that makes people feel miraculous.

As soon as the incarnation comes out, it can cultivate on its own, but it can generally have up to three percent of the ontology cultivation.

Don't underestimate the incarnation of this three-percent cultivation, many dangerous things, if you let the incarnation do it, it will undoubtedly give you an extra life.

Since the immortals pursue immortality, they naturally spare their lives. Unless you have to, you won't be able to do anything at all.

Even, those above the realm of true immortals.

It doesn't need to rely on any material things at all, and the divine mind can be separated into thousands of things...... Of course, a single force is not too strong.

No further ado.

At this time, the Thousand-Faced Ancestor and the Yin Yang Dharma King came to be the true immortal incarnation, although it was not a true immortal deity, but it was not weaker than the true immortal deity.

At this moment, the black and white ** flags were laid out in the void on all sides.

Crying and complaining.

When Jiang Ping saw it, his eyes were murderous, and he roared angrily: "Yin Yang Dharma King, you dare to be so mad. ”

It turned out that the male and female babies with miserable and painful faces highlighted their young and delicate faces on the black and white flags.

【Yin and Yang Twin Flags】.

With three hundred and sixty-five pairs, twin males and females in the lunar year and the moon are cloudy...... These twin males and females are dragon and phoenix fetuses.

And the cruelty of evil lies in ...... Where a pregnant woman has a placenta, there is often the obscurantism of the power of the six reincarnations.

Although it is very small, even true immortals can only detect the difference between men and women after a lot of effort.

With the cruel temperament of the Yin and Yang Dharma King, how can he have the patience to explore and screen them one by one.

So the only explanation......

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping only felt anger surging in his heart, and the three-leaf sword swung and slashed head-on towards the demon flag spirit treasure.

Sansheng Sanye carries the power of the Tao to die.,It seems to be beyond these tragic twin baby souls.。

The twin babies on the [Yin Yang Ren Kui Twin Flags] had their little faces twisted, and their dull and weird eyes were full of horror

At that time, the terrible whining sound made people's scalp tingle.

Under the sword of the three-leaf and three-leaf Huangquan, the twin babies turned into a few wisps of green smoke and disappeared silently.

"Jiang Ping, suffer death. ”

Seeing that the magic weapon was being destroyed, the Yin Yang Dharma King roared again and again, and the five-claw ghost mark of the Dao Dao was struck, and with a tragic yin wind, he hit Jiang Ping on the head.

Ghost Seal Sensen, with a fierce killing aura and an unending momentum.

Mangxu Mountain.

Nameless Valley.

The same wind shook the forest, and the blood rushed to the sky.

The black rain washed the red blood in all directions.

The mist rose quietly, and the one who stepped on the Sanpin Lotus Platform was in a sea of corpses and blood at this time...... The figure standing on his own is as far away as the red glow on the horizon.

The figure in the blood-colored cloak, above the thin and pale face, was silent and indifferent.

At this time, the black-clothed Great Shura sneered, and the two silver scythes crossed and slashed.

Rub.

Clang.

The sharp and clear sound spread to the void in all directions, the mountains and forests seemed to be in a hurry, and the fog seemed to be swinging away.

Where the sparks splashed, the rain flew like butterflies.

However, it was the Huanhua Divine Sword on Lu Bei's waist that came out of its sheath, blocking the ruthless blow that the black-clothed Great Shura had just launched suddenly.

Taibai's sword qi was surging everywhere, and it was brilliant.

The gold and iron intersect through the clouds and the sky, cleaving the waves.

However, every time the two sides clashed, the sound of the gold and iron clashing would come out in turn, and the invisible sound waves were endless like a tide.

If you pay close attention, the two of them are dozens of feet around, but the ink and rain are intermittent, which is extremely weird.

It was the sound of this fight that stopped the fall from time to time.

At this moment, a dazzling electric light seemed to cut through the dim rainy night.

Suddenly, a figure retreated dozens of feet.

Under the blood-colored cloak, a young man with a pale face and indifferent eyes held a sword like water.

"Click. ”

The three-foot divine sword suddenly shattered into two pieces, and half of the sharp blades fell into the dust, splashing patches of blood.

"Poof. ”

At the same time, a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs was spat out.

"Boy, if you have any other skills, let's use them all together. Oh...... That palm print supernatural power, why don't you use it? ”

The night owl's high-pitched voice was full of banter and disdain.

At this time, even though the black-clothed Shura was hidden in the black sleeves, the arms holding the sickle were trembling slightly.

But it is still with words, constantly striking at the will of the enemy in front of him.

"As you wish. ”

Where the words fell, the sound of breaking the sky sounded.

The half-cut Huanhua Divine Sword shot towards the black-clothed Great Shura with an indomitable momentum.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. ”

A voice of disdain sounded, and between swings of the sword, the silver moon sword light picked up the divine sword made of Western Taiyi pure gold.

Lu Bei's cold eyes flashed with determination, and nearly thirty [Demon Devouring] blood marks were punched out by him one after another, without stopping for a moment.

Boom boom.

It was a roar of rapid palm prints, the air compressing sharply, and then exploding.

Circle of phantom, the long river of qi and blood is endless.

Dao Dao palm print, red waves surging.

The black-clothed Shura crossed his swords and slashed, and the light of the silver moon broke the robbery and cut the air.

In the process of cutting off the palm prints, the disdainful eyes gradually became solemn, and finally stopped suddenly.

No, even the arm wielding the knife paused.

"You...... Repair is ...... What kind of demonic way?"

The dry and hoarse voice seemed to be deliberately suppressing some kind of bitter pain.

And the red pupils between the whites of the large eyes, the sluggishness disappeared, and only the aftershocks were inexplicable.

In Lu Bei's eyes, there was a cold and gloomy demonic intent, lingering for a long time.

...... That's the demonic nature that has been planted deeply.

"I don't understand. ”

One by one, he squeezed out of his teeth, and it seemed that he was forcibly suppressing something.

Disheveled...... Disheveled.

Two explosions sounded one after another.